Tuesday, March 30, 2010

How to scare a florist / Hur man skrämmer en florist

Once in a while a girl needs to buy some flowers to use for photography, especially when she's running a business called afiori. So. I go to the flower shop with a very clear vision in my head and when the poor florist asks if she can help me I go "Yes! I need some kind of branch, not necessarily with flowers but with something growing on it, not a dead one like witch hazel, and it has to be curved like this (draws with hand in air) and a bit bumpy and ugly. Not too pretty, no. No, that one is too pretty. No, it has to be uglier and bumpier."

It's a wonder they aren't scared of me because I only realise afterwards that it might seem a bit odd to ask a florist for something bumpy and ugly and not quite a flower. They usually find something resembling what I need, and they usually find it in a bucket out back and give it to me for free, whereupon I gleefully stroll home and start working.